[Intro] Yo, yo, yo This is not a song, this is self treatment I dont dedicate it to nobody No matter if you gon feel it or not You know it's up to you You dont have to feel it And since you are listening to it Listen to it carefully and pay attention to every single word It's like, it is what it is
[Verse 1]: No i aint dedicate this song to nobody I just express what i feel and i feel ugly You dont have to feel it This is not a song, this is self treatment I tried to get wasted but i never could Reaching for bottles as they were preys of barracuda And my hoodie cover my head You can't see my eyes without eye apples in them And every other day i say my struggle goes on Tryna eliminate all my fucking foes And i attack, HIT HIT then got back And i stay in front of mirror with my bleeding head My foes are my faults, my faults is myself And i fight with reality from beyond of death And struggle isn't life, Struggle is my name And if struggle goes on then my legend dwells
[Hook]: Struggle goes on, no, the struggle's over Struggle goes on, no, the struggle's over I wanted to see you now but i leave it for later Gotta say good bye cuz ima life violator
[Verse 2]: I'm a life violator, hearse fulla petrol Taking me to the state cemetery this night I'm still alive, watching from aside Body aint shit but soul never die This story not for yall, this story's piece of me When the last note's played, then i rest in peace Or might burn in hell, but it's whatever Cuz ive been looking for whatever to escape this ghetto What would i struggle for? There is nothing left This world is infamous for soul's thefts i was tought not to steal so i never did my soul was stolen by what y'all used to worship This song is hard to relate to And every verse of it is like a rotten fruite And now Bite it if u wanna be in my shoes Cuz only biters like Eve pretend to do what i do
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[Verse 3]: Believe it or not Struggle never gives up Da Preacher part spreading the word around I am not telling i quit inspite of hate you give I am just saying im done with preaching to the wicked My words are so liquid flowing to your ears They touch your soul to the quickest and kill your eardrums Thats why u press stop on your player so fast Cuz my vocals destroy your hearts made of glass Im used to live with no support, thats why im strong You can't break my nerves cuz i switched em off I am suppose to be an agressive MC After coming through betrayals, hate and deceit I dont pretend to lead this life I still can not decide whom to be in the society's eyes Thats why im gone so far and just become a witness Cuz ive said alot now eat my words like skittles